Ryu's blade ran right through the body of the perception Knight. He didn't even understand what happened. His senses were supposed to transcend the laws, and yet…
He had somehow lost track of Ryu entirely.
CHI.
Ryu pulled out his blade, the amusement in his eyes having long faded to be replaced by a hollow coldness.
His silver eyes shimmered with life and vitality.
Today, he would show people the might of the number one ranked Heavenly Pupils in existence.
He, Ryu Tatsuya, could only ever be ranked first. All those that thought he deserved anything less would only face his wrath.
Rumble.
The dark gold clouds above shook as Ryu exhaled a steamy breath. Sparks of flames lit in the smoldering heat, dancing like dying embers before vanishing into the howling winds.
Grey, heavy fog rotated around Ryu in a grinding formation that seemed capable of compressing even a Star into a Blackhole.
